Page 41 of Her Crew

My neck nearly breaks as I turn my head to see Alec’s answer.

Alec’s hand moves across his throat, and my stomach drops into my ass.

“Alec!” I squeal.

“Stacks will take care of it,” he says.

My eyes widen. “You killed someone!”

“He tried to hurt you.” His hand rests against my face, soothing my panic. “I won’t stand for it.”

“Neither of us will,” Tye adds, his voice gruff.

“But—”

Tye’s spine stiffens. “But nothing, princess. He deserved what happened to him. I won’t hear another word about Rolo. He fucked around and ended up in the find-out stage. If Ace hadn’t done it, I would have.”

My chest deflates. Vigilante justice is all people like us can get. The justice system shoves us into a corner to fight amongst ourselves, and when we end up getting our own form of payback, that’s when they finally want to step in.

I just have no idea what I did to deserve two men who care about me enough to kill for me.

“So what now?” I ask.

Ace runs his tongue ring between his teeth. “Stacks has to take care of that situation, so we’ll be here a bit longer. I can think of a way to pass the time.” He looks between Tye and me with a smirk. “If you guys are up for it.”

God, I want that. I never want to wake from this dreamlike state of being. “I want you both.”

Alec fists my hair and pulls me into him. “As long as you know who you belong to. I’m happy to share you. But only with him.” He kisses me. “Tell me something. How do you feel about degradation?”

“I don’t know if I’d like that.”

He wraps my hair around his fist and cranes my neck so I have to look up at him. “When I tell you that you were such a good little whore for me and my best friend, how does that make you feel?”

I never thought that word could ever sound endearing, yet it rolls off his tongue so smoothly. Sensually. And that five-letter word goes right to my pussy.

“I like it . . .” I whimper.

“Tye isn’t into degradation,” he says, a playful jest in his tone.

“It’s true,” Tye says. “I’m more of a compliments kind of guy.”

Alec releases my hair and kisses me. “And that’s why I think you’ll be spoiled rotten by us.”

Tye draws a deep breath. “What are the boundaries, Ace?”

Yeah, what are the boundaries? I’ve never been in such a situation.

“Don’t fuck without me. She’s mine, and her pleasure is my responsibility. Honestly, everything else is fair game. If there’s something I don’t like, you’ll be the first to know. I’ve never shared any girl with the same person each time. So this is new, even to me.”

Tye swallows. “And what if feelings happen?”

“Oh, she has feelings already. I can tell by how she looks at you.”

My cheeks flush. He’s right. And I guess I didn’t realize until he uttered the words. I like them both. A lot. But does that mean Tye has feelings for me too?

“Do you like me . . . like that?” I ask Tye.

“Yeah, I do. And I fear it’s only going to get worse the more I kiss you. Touch you. I’m mildly afraid I’ll be the one who gets hurt. How can there be room in your heart for two people?”